The days go on and on.

So after 3days in bed with a sickness fluey thing I thought it was about time I got up.

Had the sister tattoo done :) as you can see ^^^^
makes our bodies look a little strange haha.
Achievement of the day....eating  a sausage and a spoonful of mash (Y)

I have to get better for Ells's Night on Weds (22nd) then work on Thurs (23rd) then Abbeys Christmas Eve Birthday meal and then Christmas/Abbeys Birthday and then New Years Eve :)
All going to be tasks but with everyone around me I can do it.

Oh so much Misfits love.

So I haven't always been a fan. I judged it before I even watched it.
It all began one night when I couldnt sleep. There was literally nothing on tv....except the repeat of the last episode of series one of Misfits.
I instantly was hooked and looking forward to the new series.
And after watching the third episode of the second series I can safely say I AM IN LOVE!!
The characterisation of the characters is amazing especially Simon. Such diversity in that man. Made you wanna be Alisha when he stroked her face and looked at her lovingly. Isn't that what all girls want...just to be touched and looked at like she's being worshipped.


Oh TV land how you trap me in your world.

Things to love...

Bruno Mars -Just the way you are

Rihanna - Only Girl

Vampire Diaries

New tattoo to share with my sisters

New Years eve as Silk Spectre

Visiting Ells in Manchester

Seeing The Saturdays

Things to love...

      ...strike that....

Things to keep me sane!

Men.

You come it all shapes and forms just like us girls.
We are exactly the same. Men generally make the assumption that women are all complicated and manipulative. Do you not think the same of yourselves guys?
You're not these simple creatures you prostest to be. If you say something, it's not just a point blank 'I'm saying what I think' statement as a high percentage of the time it's a loaded remark.
You are crafty devils. I'm on to you. Especially you pretty boys....you're the most dangerous.
And most of the guys if any read this will just dust this off as 'Oh that chick is overthinking it all'.
I'm not.
I have plenty of evidence under my belt to prove this all.
I wish you were all so simple. Not confusing or misdirecting or hope giving or .....players.
There I said it.

Aaaah Life as we know it.

I'm a compulsive flirt...and a tease. Whether I do it well is a completely different kettle of fish.
I also always want what I can't have constantly. I depend on safety nets that I don't realise were there until they are gone. I have mini fantasies on going in my head. The littlest thing can distract me and my mind is then gone on an un-retraceable path.

This basically sums up my predicaments recently.
New breakthroughs coming soon.
I just woke up the other day and felt like mini changes may keep me amused in my own life.
Sister tattoo, Katy Perry Lowlights and possibly a full fringe.
And why not, if life begins to feel dull do what you can to liven it up.

Previously on My Life...

So the last time I left you I was just about to go to Bristol.
It was a GREAT weekend.
Arrived on Friday evening chilled out with a bottle of wine and just caught up with the lovely host that is Lisa Jones!
Woke up on the Saturday morning ready to go shopping in Cabot Circus. Absolutely Amazing shopping! Spent a lot in Primark and H&M, But really, how could you not??
Then back to Lisa's for a hearty Lasagne.
Getting Ready Time! Shower-Dress-Makeup-Hair and Off to the Lizard Lounge.
Bless Lisa...It was very quiet when we got there but had the odd first year uni student floating about. It slowly picked up. And although it was quite expensive going up to get the drinks was a good excuse to get away from any guys that had come over for a chat with us girls.
On returning from the bar I came back to find my sister talking to a decent looking guy. Only problem was his name like SO MANY OTHERS was James.
22, post graduate, dimples, very smooth talker.
That was enough for cheeky kisses and dancing until 3 in the morning. Such a confidence restorer. That I can be found attractive by someone other than people in Weymouth. Anyone does know everyone.
Next day entailed a minor headache and a greasy breakfast before Lisa gave us her fine tour of the area around her house. It was gorgeous!
Unfortunatley after that we had to depart. Car was jam packed with belongings and new purchases.
Annddd that was my experience of Bristol :)

Half term has been a weird one.
Gone soooo fast. Which brings us to Halloween.
I have a cold suspected flu developing.
Typical of course that this should happen on the night I was looking forward to going out for.
But we make the best of a bad situation. Got me some black devils horns.
This is where the rollercoaster begins, on the low note.
A curry night that had been planned had to be altered as the guy who organised it had to work the bar. My sister and I had arranged that she would cook the curry then I would take it back to him and wait until he got off shift. First of all the other guy that was supposed to be coming to cook had been drinking all day and brings his friend along. Late. He then begins to cook and chops off the top of his thumb, I wonder why???
He then says that he and his friend just have to pop to a mates house and they'll meet us back at the hotel. Lies. My Sis and I text him a lot, no reply. Our guy at the bar said there was no chance of us seeing him again tonight. On entering town we had a laugh, shots, drinks, bumped into friends, took photos. High point.
Then our Work friend wants to go to a place we dont so we sit and wait for a while until my other friend shows up and we follow him to queue for Dusk. Middle point.
Queue at Dusk. And my Ex is behind us.
What do you say? Nothing. What can you? You can't start the small talk, after all he was the one that left me. I can't just chase him around and it's not like he's gonna start a convo with me. He didn't/doesn't want me anymore so what would he want from me.
So I proceeded on into Dusk with a newly acquired Tshirt from a friend who thought I looked cold and a massive plastic sword...why not haha.
After a while my sis is at the bar so I go to her and who should be behind her but my Ex...with another girl...what a slap on the face. Didn't hurt like I thought it would but I suppose I thought he thought more of me. Oh well. Lowest point.
Now for the final peak of remembrance.
Dancing my blues aways! It was fun just to do it. Highest end.
It wasn't the best night, but it was alright :)

Wow that was a long one. Sorry.

Times, They-are-a-changing!

Well I went to Winchester Uni Open day last Saturday.
It was quite a strange experience.
Like a whole different world. I didn't know what to make of it. Was so alien to me. I just hope I can adapt to that life in time. Don't wanna be a drop out.

This weekend I will be going to Bristol. I can't wait!
I really hope it revives me.
Different surroundings, different people.
I don't want to build it up to be shot down but I just need this small break to make Weymouth feel fun again.
Even bought 2 new dresses to take with me :P

Peace out Peeps :)

Spiders and Hedgehogs and Foxes...OH MY!

Yes, it appears wildlife in all its forms have taken a liking to my house!
Firstly a hedgehog tries to get into our house then a fox comes into our kitchen and is chased out by my dog all guns blazing. Good dog...protecting the house.
And to top it all off for the last few weeks all the spiders (mainly the ones the size of my palm) come scuttling across the floor in front of me. It's more than just a phobia! These bad boys are damn fast! So my mum has to chase they with some kitchen roll to escort them outside with.
Oh no we can't kill them.
I completely agree with Courteney Cox in Scrubs when she says 'I don't like spiders. So if you see one I want you to stomp it, stomp it dead. Don't put it in a little tub and take it outside 'cause it'll just find its way back in okay, they're sneaky!

nsjnvolnaboiu make my skin crawl!!!

A Kiss On The Hand May Be Quite Continental....

...But a slap round a deserving face is much better.
I'm not a violent person. If I ever have to face someone I deteste I would prefer to destroy them and take them down piece by piece with my words. Wounds heal, words echo.
I've never seen red before. Was a strange feeling, an adrenaline of hatred pulsing through you and building until you lash out.
As good as it felt at the time, it wasn't me. I hope things never come to that again.
On lighter news, I finally have my new digital camera. I missed being able to control photo ops!
It's soon to be the Bristol weekend, shopping and strutting our stuff on the tiles of Brizzo :)
But before that it is my visit to the University of Winchester. All exciting things to come!!

I'll keep you posted ;)

Alert the Residential homes.

Naaaah I'm just kidding about all that 'god I'm so old' stuff. I'm not so concerned with my age now. (Or for now anyway haha)
It is after all just a number.
I'm still going to have my tantrums but I'm also feeling more grown up, which is weird because I've always felt quite mature for my age and have been told so by quite a lot of people.
I'll try to make the most of my time still as a teenager but at the end of the day who ever does truely grow up?
I also find it funny that my tipsy parents were the ones trying to get me drunk last night haha who'd of thought it :P
I shall be sending out thank you cards to all who deserve them but really I'm just sooooo looking forward to my Barbie Birthday night on Saturday :)

Have yet to get my wig or my stretchy shiny pink leggings back. I'm bringing trashy back ;)

Hold on to your hats girls 'cause the night's going to begin with Pink Panty Pull downs. And my sisters aren't ones for making weak drinks!

1 more sleep.

Aaaaaaah not long now.
Tonights treat. Morrisons The Best Maple Fudge. Awww yeeeaaah :)
It is amazing. If you havent tried it you should.
And what did I do today...My sister and I went halves on finishing off my Lily tattoo on my foot.
Its so perdy, was a tad more painful this time but I have a high pain threshold.
So much so that the tattoo artist kept asking if i wasn't dead 'cause I wasnt making any noises or scrunching my face up :)

Peace out peeps. Next time we meet I'll be old.

2days.

Tesco. Legends. Geniuses.

Whom ever it was who came up the the idea of Lasagne Sandwiches should be given a nobel award!

Strolling across them today made my day sadly enough haha.
Well something had to, found out I cannot get my tattoo done on my birthday, sad times.
Which means I'm most likely going to have to get it done tomorrow :O
And then straight onto work so no rest for my foot :S

Right I best leave, I have a snickers staring at me thats begging to be eaten :)

3 Days.

I know I said I wasn't going to purchase anything in primark but I found the most perfect top in there for my Barbie Bash coming up. It's sooo trashy haha.
I know that sounds peculiar but that's the purpose of my get together, not to be glamorous but to have fun looking like plastic idiots :)
Also I'm soooo looking forward to  my actual birthday on Wednesday. Work in the morning come home to chill out, open some cards, meet my sisters after they've finished school, go add to my tattoo, go for a starbucks go home to refresh, get glammed up and then off to the nook for nibbles and cocktails with my fam :)
What a day that's going to be.

Primani. Primarche...no its Primark.

I must resist spending tomorrow.
This will be a difficult task as I will be going to Primark :O
I got paid today and its going to be bad enough parting with my money tomorrow night when I hit the tiles. (Very necessary I decided)
Ditch the doldrums and all that jazz.
I already know what I'm gonna wear tomorrow night so that's no excuse to spend. Maybe just stuff for my Barbie Birthday outing? :P
I'll keep you posted..
xoxo

Love is Hard.

Boy you said it James Morrison.

It is hard and difficult and comlicated.

But can it be that complex when its accessible to everyone?

In my opinion it's a matter of common interests.
Having the ability to make some one else smile and pause on your eyes, a mutual moment.

Obviously you need intial attraction. It's not superficial, it's just natural.

I'm not talking about your dream or fantasy partner appearing to you and you live happily ever after, nothing/no one is that perfect. Speaking from experience.
Is it fair that everyone should experience it, or is it just false imitations for those who just play with it.

Live your sad, lonely lives.

Because believe me one day you shall soon discover you are lonely when you jump from one persons lips to another. I hope you do because you don't deserve love until you accept that.

Happiness seems to be Loneliness.

Respectfully I request loneliness, just for a little while anyway.
Things come to their heads, build to a climax. I was foolish to think this would miss me.
I've got pieces to fit back together and I'm the only one who can make myself happy again.
And I will.
As I keep saying, its all a case of going through a process. Waiting for time to pass to heal all wounds.
I won't be going out much if I can avoid it.
Pick yourself up and get back up again.
Oh roll on uni and its different places... and people.

September Slump.

So it't that time of year again, I thought I could put it off but its inevitable.
With so much to look forward to this year I thought I could avoid it all together.
But no, its my September Slump.
It happened last year and was the cause of my decision to not apply to Uni.
Things just bog you down. You feel consumed by the lack of time to complete everything. You wonder if the things your are putting all your energies into are worth while at all. You feel doubt in all aspects of your life but most inportantly in youself. And you question all your decisions past, present and future.

I am optimistic that I can achieve what needs to be done this year, but the question is enjoyment?
Damn you September, hopefully my pending birthday will be my revivement........please.

Ooo I'm SuperGirl.

So to fill you in...
School has messed me around and made a chain reaction of me in turn messing my job around.
Holding off from telling them if I can work full time to then not knowing if I can because of timetable confusions.
Today was the resolving of it all when I finally got 2 timetables to choose from, which I then took to work to see which one they thought would be more appropriate.
I breathed a sigh of relief to know everything was sorted.
Now this year will consist of:
Working practically full time (apart from Tuesdays)
Sixth form on Tuesdays and Thursdays
Coursework in the evenings
Reading before bed and during Bus rides
Going out when I can
Clearing out my old room
Visiting Uni friends
Joining the Gym
Saving for a Summer Holiday :)
Auditioning for School Play?
Learning to Drive?

Oh what a year, stay tuned folks for a mental meltdown haha.

22days and counting...

Well my birthday is pending.
So I am soon to be a 19year old.
Last year of Teenagehood.
After that I can no longer blame my childish nature on just being a teenager.
I'll have to fully take responsibility for my immature actions and mood swings.
I am the old lady of Budmouth Sixth form.
The year 12's/13's are already on top knotch fashion parades through the halls. I might as well just get my zimmer frame out now! Haha

Yes I'm over dramatic but what can I say....I'm a teenager.

First of the Great 19yearolds.

1st of September rolled round quick didnt it!
Kirsty and Josh; the first members of club 19 and had a pretty good night to show for it.
This including drunken chants, disco dancing on staircases, boob jokes, bad kareoke and FAZZ NEARLY DIED IN DUSK! haha dramatic barmaids.
I don't know how the night ended, I wished I had a little bit of surfside in me, but there's all the time in the world to eat that junk.
Let me know guys, I await the photos and videos of old men singing Viva las vegas :)

Reasons not to think at night.

I remember when we laid together just looking into each others eyes. Not saying a word but mutually feeling the electricity burning a hole in the bed between us.
I longed to pull you close, embrace.
But fearing I would change this moment, I didn't.
I refused to close my eyes in case you would disappear. This is the memory I hold on to, because eventually I did close my eyes and you were gone.

Every Second Counts.

Well, wow.
I'm not usually a fan of Danny Boyles work, and it was only by chance that I stumbled across this trailer. I only watched it as I was intrigued to see what James Franco was up to.
I got goosebumps.
This film looks EPIC! So even if you are like me and wouldn't look twice at a Danny Boyle film please give this one try as it looks like its gonna be a nail biter.

Says it all.

I listened to this song A LOT during the lead up to my recent break up. Most of the lyrics were very fitting to our relationship in general. Plus I've loved this song for ages :) Enjoy!

Retail Therapy.

On recieving my pay packet, silly titilating thoughts crossed my mind; Save your money. Bank it. You have many things to pay for.
Ridiculous to even imagine that would happen when you're being picked up from work to go shopping at Castle point.
Also when accompanied by your sisters and your mother, worst influencers possible.
Oh buy those shoes.....You have to have a matching outfit....those trousers are nice too.
Ouch, Pockets hurting!
This was the catalyst...

Damn pretty shoes, fitting good and giving good outfit ideas.
Ah well we all do it.
Everyday is a catwalk when you're this age so you might aswell embrace it.
So "Grazia" to quote Abbey. Well thanks, it's nice to feel pretty again.

Little Results Rant.

Promises, Promises.

For a whole school year I (amongst others, yes you Miranda) were promised another year at sixth form. 2 years isn't enough for some to achieve their full potential with adverse circumstances included. So when promised that you can return to do better, you would expect to hear this reiterated on results day.
Oh no no no no.
Now in fact you're not allowed. You must make other arrangements, other plans, change the path that was once infront of you that you were perhaps, oh i dont know, excited about?!
Well I have. This academic year is going to be a peculiar one including full time work and awkward meetings with teachers who barely have time for their full times students. Great.
Oh and word to the wise, no more of "You could have gone to a good university on those grades".
For the record, I KNOW!
That concludes my rant on results day, thanks for listening.

Sisters, Soulmates and Best friends

I think it is important that my first post contains the most important friends in my life. (Others may come later)
We are infact bound by blood.
They are my two elder sisters, Amy and Abbey.

Most people usually react by being baffled, irritated or even jealous of the relationship I share with these crazy kids but at the end of the day they are the people I share my greatest memories with. I trust them with all my thoughts and for this I thank my mother. She designed us to be tight knit so that when everyone else lets you down you have your sisters to count on to make you smile.

Thank you girls.